Tales of Summerstone

by TF_Mage

A trapped ancient spirit with a fondness for transforming young men recalls the old days as he seeks a way of escaping his prison.

“I’m so bored!” Thyrion grumbled.

He could no longer bear his confinement inside the large urn. How many centuries had passed since he was sealed there? He didn’t know... But he just knew it was worth it.

Thyrion was a magical entity, something like a god or a spirit with powers capable of altering reality at will. Since ancient times, he roamed the world using his powers to help people, or simply get them out of boredom with his antics and mischief.

“Ah... the ancient times...” Thyrion shuddered just remembering several situations where he used his powers to fuel the sexual lives of several men and began to mentally relive some of them.

Like the day he was flying over the fields and saw a young peasant working alone in a wheat field. He was under a tent, resting from work. Thyrion felt tiredness and also a huge horny feeling coming from the young man. The spirit took pity on him, so he approached the young man, invisible so as not to be noticed by him, and with a snap of magical fingers he gave him a companion to help him: another of himself.

At the time, the boy got goosebumps and felt his body begin to change. His head began to stretch and split into two, until they detached with a pop. The boy’s heads looked together in fright and began to scream. But his screams were interrupted by his torso starting to stretch. He quickly undid the knots in his clothes and stood naked, watching his entire body begin to split apart. His cock doubled in two, leaving the boy for a moment with two cocks. Then their torsos began to detach from each other, growing new arms and legs on each side, until suddenly the two boys separated, each falling to one side.

After a few stunned seconds, they stared at each other in disbelief, wondering what the hell was going on. Until they understood, and without wasting time they went to each other and started kissing, rubbing their bodies together. The atmosphere heated up and soon they began to suck each other and have sex frantically right there. One of them started to sit on the other’s dick and they stayed like that until they both came.

The clone that was sitting still had his twin’s cock inside him and began to feel that they were merging again in that place. Then the clone began to shrink in size, rapidly changing shape into a penis that split in two. The boy was shocked to see that he now had two identical dicks in his crotch. Thyrion then implanted the information about his new abilities in his mind: “When you’re alone and need company, pull one of your dicks until it sticks out. To merge again, just have one of you penetrate and cum in each other’s ass.”

The boy smiled as he understood his new capabilities, then right there he pulled one of his cocks with his hands until it was separate from his body. The penis began to grow and change shape until it assumed its human form. Without wasting time, the two boys made out again.

“My work here is done...” Thyrion thought, as he watched the whole situation invisibly. So he left the two twins there and left, continuing his journey.

In another situation, Thyrion passed a group of 6 young knights who were talking at night around a campfire. He approached, unseen, to hear what they were talking about. After some time listening to the conversation, Thyrion understood the situation: The biggest and oldest of the young knights was playing with one of the young men, teasing him because he was very weak. Thyrion felt sorry for the young boy, despite him really being very small and delicate compared to the others. The boy didn’t seem to be enjoying the games, so Thyrion decided to teach them all a lesson.

With a magical snap of his fingers, all of the armor and clothes disappeared from the six young men, leaving everyone exposed. They were scared and stood up, not understanding what had happened. Thyrion took a good look at the bodies of each of them. The smallest one was really very slender and delicate with a very small dick, the total opposite of the biggest boy who was full of muscles and his soft dick was so big that he was having trouble hiding it in his hands. The other boys were pretty similar to each other, their penises were average and their bodies had muscles, but not a lot.

“Now comes the good part!” Thyrion laughed and snapped his fingers once again.

Then the four boys in the middle felt a little hypnotized and attracted to the youngest. They went to him and started grabbing him, masturbating him, kissing him and sucking him. The youngest didn’t know how to react, but he couldn’t resist the pleasures and gave himself over to the four boys. The biggest one remained motionless, not knowing what to do, just following the scene. His cock began to awaken and he quickly began to masturbate it, but he didn’t have the courage to swallow his pride and join them.

With another snap of Thyrion’s fingers, the smaller boy broke away from the others and went to the bigger one. He didn’t react, he just felt the other boy approach him from behind and penetrate him with his tiny penis. The other boys gathered around them and started masturbating pointing their dicks at the couple in the middle. The smaller one started to fuck the bigger one’s ass frantically. Thyrion snapped his fingers once again and something unexpected began to occur. The bigger boy started to moan. His muscles withered and became smaller and smaller. He began to shrink slowly and his dick became smaller and thinner with the rhythm of the fucking.

Meanwhile, the smaller boy began to grow. His muscles were getting bigger and stronger and his penis was getting bigger and bigger inside the smaller boy’s ass. They continued this exchange of forces until the boy roared, cumming inside the biggest boy, who was now weak and with a dick so small that it could barely be seen through his pubic hair. The formerly smallest boy showed off his new, superhuman muscles and member to the others, who were instantly adoring him. They stayed like that for a long time, while Thyrion watched and masturbated.

“Wow, that night was incredible...” the present Thyrion recalled.

He continued to think on several other occasions. His powers had no limits to how much he could alter reality according to his pleasures. For example, when he made an adult turn back into a little boy so he wouldn’t have to go to war. When he turned a bunch of thieves into dogs for a night to teach them a lesson. When he turned giants into humans so they could fit into society. “Ah... The old days...” lamented the spirit.

Unfortunately, as time passed, magic around the world weakened and magical beings decided to live in seclusion in other dimensions. Thyrion didn’t have that choice, as an ancient wizard imprisoned him in an orb hundreds of years ago. He had no idea what the outside world was like, he had to be content with staying inside a crystal sphere, isolated from the outside world, without being able to do anything all these years.

He was so focused on his thoughts when suddenly a huge magical crack appeared in front of him...

“What is that?” Thyrion asked himself, scared.

Then he felt magical power flow through him. It wasn’t so strong that he got all his powers back and could escape this reality, but it was already an improvement. He closed his eyes and astral projected through it. When he opened his eyes again, he realized he was finally out of his prison.

“I did it!” he exclaimed!

But unfortunately he was just a magical projection, his real body was still trapped inside the orb. He looked around him, he seemed to be in some kind of wizard’s laboratory. The orb was lying on the ground next to its pedestal where a small mouse ran past.

“That must have been what caused the crack... This mouse must have knocked him off the pedestal. If only I could finish breaking it...” Thyrion thought.

He tried to take the orb in his hands, but was unsuccessful. His magical projection could not interact with anything material. Thyrion looked for the rodent to cast spells on it to try to help him, but I couldn’t...

“Well, I guess I can’t do anything for now... I’ll try to find out more about this place.”

He then flew toward the walls, crossing them and leaving abroad. It was dark, apparently this laboratory was well hidden in the middle of a dense forest. He climbed to the top, following the moonlight and watched around him. There were several strange buildings that emanated lights nearby. He floated there, realizing that there were several boys there.

“Interesting ... Can I use magic in them yet, even in this form?” the Spirit thought.

He approached a boy of 18 summers who was sitting reading a book. The young man did not notice anything unusual, because only beings with a lot of magical affinity could see astral projections. Thyrion used a magic of knowledge in him to learn more about the place and time they were.

“I can see ... Oh, so it’s in the year 2022 ... Wow, how different thing must be ...” Thyrion’s eyes filled to find out about technologies and today’s society. “So this place is called SummerStone Institute and it’s a great boarding school just for boys ... I got it, but before I need to test something.”

And with a snap of fingers, Thyrion used magic on the boy in front of him. The young man shuddered to feel something different in his groin. Looking around to see if no one was close. He pulled his pants to peek at what had happened and was startled when he saw his penis thicken and double in size.

“Whoa! What the hell is going on?” he shouted, getting up. Then he ran to his room to enjoy his new toy.

“Well, I’ve seen that I can still use my powers ...” Thyrion mused while floating up. “So I that gives me an idea on how to break free ... I will keep using my powers in this place, until I find out some with high magic affinity with whom I can communicate and ask for help to free me ... I just have to be careful not to end up causing a lot of chaos here. If any magic being recognizes my deeds, they might be capable of sealing me up again ... I’ll need to be careful!”

Then with a roguish smile, Thyrion left, looking for his next victim.

Mathews ran into his room, exhausted after an intense day of school. Classes at Summerstone were very relaxed depending on the course. Luckily for Mathews, the first few classes of the Physics course, which was one of the most difficult courses, were still very easy for him. Mathews was always a reclusive boy during his school years, which made him a big nerd, very intelligent. During the entrance test for Summerstone, he had one of the highest scores and was lucky enough to get a room exclusively for himself.

“Studying pays off a lot!” he reflected upon arriving in the room.

The boy looked anxiously at the clock on one of the walls, hoping he wasn’t late for his daily ritual.

Ufa! It’s still 5:30 in the afternoon, I arrived just in time... He sighed. I think I’ll take a shower soon...

Throwing his backpack in the corner, Mathews stripped off his clothes and ran to the shower. Thanks to his years dedicated to studying, he tended to neglect his physical care, which left him very insecure about his body. He was very slender and skinny, but he had his charm due to his wavy hair and chubby face, and his glasses highlighted his light brown eyes. However, he hated the fact that he was a little short, he was only 1.57 m tall at the end of his 18 years. Amidst his worries about his body, he finished taking his shower, wrapped himself in his towel and quickly returned to the room. After turning off the lights, the boy went towards the only window he had, between his desk and his bed.

The view from his dorm was nothing special, as the building where he lived was located at the end of one of the student housing complexes that Summerstone offered. All Mathews could see from his window was a field of grass that hadn’t been mowed in a while, a walking trail and the beginning of the dense forest that surrounded the entire campus in the background. Mathews watched the movement, seeing some students walking or running across the track, until he looked at his watch again:

“It’s 6 o’clock!” he shouted in his excitement and turned his attention back to the window.

And there he was: Running faster than everyone else, an extremely attractive boy appeared on the track. His shirt hung off his shoulders to leave his torso and beautiful muscles exposed, which swayed to the sides according to the rhythm of his steps. Her slightly dark skin reflected the light from the streetlights, highlighting the best shapes of her body and face.

“Wow...” Mathews sighed, in love at the sight of his crush in the distance.

Since he arrived in Summerstone, he noticed that every day this boy passed by the walking trail around 6:00 pm. Mathews didn’t know why, but his heart pounded whenever he saw him and he had ended up falling in love with him. But what could he, an out-of-shape nerd, do to make this love reciprocated? He didn’t know what to do to win the heart of his mysterious runner, so he was just content to watch him run every day. As quickly as he appeared, he soon disappeared from view, leaving Mathews desolate, but also very horny. The good thing about having an exclusive bedroom for him was that he always had privacy to relieve himself. Then the boy lay down on the bed, took the towel off his waist and started masturbating his little dick, imagining all kinds of positions with his crush.

“Ah... I wish I could be as strong as him, so I would have a chance... “ Mathews blurted out, spurting his cum onto his belly and getting up to clean himself in the bathroom.

He just didn’t expect that something, or rather, someone very special, had contemplated this entire scene: Thyrion. The spirit, or rather his astral projection form, was watching everything since he felt a strong feeling near where he was flying over.

“Poor kid. I need to help him with this... I hope his magical senses are strong enough to be able to see and hear me when I use my powers on him,” the spirit commented to himself, seeing the boy return to the room. “I’m going to give you the strength you need to overcome your shyness!” he said, snapping his fingers.

At the same moment the boy felt a shiver throughout his body. He suddenly stopped standing there and looked around to see if anything was wrong. Then the transformation began quickly: Mathews felt something strange in his right chest and arm, a kind of pleasurable warmth and pain that began to spread throughout his body, until suddenly his right breast grew larger.

“What??” the boy screamed, scared—only to see his right arm also explode with muscle. “What’s happening to me?”

He no longer had time to wonder as the transformation spread to his chest and left arm as well. Mathews ran to the mirror to watch his transformations. He arrived just in time to see his belly, previously covered by a thin layer of fat, shrank and his abdominal muscles grew until they were clearly visible. His thighs and calves suddenly swelled, accommodating his new muscles that were now twice as thick. Along with the muscles, the boy also began to grow, becoming taller with each passing second. The rest of his muscles were filling out and changing shape, along with the appearance of a few fine hairs in some places on his body. Finally the transformation reached the groin and Mathews moaned with pleasure, feeling his testicles inflate and become huge, practically the size of an apple each. His penis began to harden and throb, and with each pulse it stretched and thickened, turning into a huge beast that was now taller than his navel. After some time, the transformation finally stopped.

“Wow... What the hell is going on?” Mathews exclaimed with his mouth open.

“Hello?” Thyrion shouted in front of him, but the boy didn’t react or notice the presence of the Spirit. “Damn, he doesn’t have a high enogh affinity with magic, I still can’t communicate with him...”

Then the spirit felt something strange. It was as if his power was fading quickly. Instantly he felt the world around him getting... Bigger? No, he was the one shrinking.

“Damn, I think I used too much of my power...” Thyrion sighed as his astral body became smaller and smaller. “But... I still need to teach this boy about how the transformation works...”

But before he could try to communicate with Mathews again, his astral projection fell apart and Thyrion dropped into a deep sleep. Meanwhile, the newly transformed boy admired his new body in front of the mirror. Touching and squeezing every part of your new muscles.

“Wow, that’s insane!” he shouted. “With a body like this, that boy would certainly like me...”

So, Mathews thought of a clever plan: He would try to intercept his crush when he was running, to talk to him and try to hit on him. It would be a genius plan, but unfortunately the boy didn’t have clothes that fit his transformed body. He would have to buy new clothes to be able to go out like this.

“Damn... So I won’t be able to try this plan today...” the boy sighed. “But that doesn’t mean I can’t have fun...”

He felt his dick throbbing with excitement, so he decided not to waste any more time and went straight to bed to masturbate again. His new penis was so big that he could barely close his hands around it and he needed both to be able to work his movements well on his member, feeling all the heat from his new, gigantic body. After several minutes of the greatest pleasure of his life, Mathews shot the most cum he had ever released in his life. He didn’t even have time to rest, as his cock was already hardening again, crying out for more. The boy started masturbating again, staying in this cycle until he fell asleep.

The next day, when he opened his eyes, he felt very strange. In addition to the dried semen spread all over his abdomen, he noticed something that made him very sad: he had returned to normal.

“What the—? Why?!” Mathews shouted indignantly.

He stood up, feeling a little unaccustomed to his old stature. His head was racing trying to understand what had happened. “Was it all a dream? Does this only happen at night?” he wondered. His cell phone alarm clock rang, snapping him out of that spiral of thoughts.

“Oh no... I need to go to class...” He was feeling unnerved and disoriented, but his day would not wait.

The boy ran to the bathroom to wash. Then he packed his things and before leaving, he took a good amount of money from his wallet.

“Well, I hope that the transformation will return at some point... So better make sure and buy the clothes.”

And with that in mind, the boy ran, anxious for the time he would return home in the hope of transforming again...

Mathews hurried to his room after a very busy day. He left classes early and went straight to Summerstone’s shopping section to buy suitable clothes in case he transformed again and could put his plan into practice. He looked anxiously at the clock, but it was still 4 in the afternoon.

“Phew... At least today I arrived early. I won’t be able to waste time when he passes the track. But... Will I transform again?”

The fear that the transformation was just a once-in-a-lifetime experience began to take over his mind. “What if I try to force the transformation?” he thought and decided to try. Standing in the middle of his room, he closed his eyes and concentrated. Trying to reproduce the same feeling he had the day before, but after a few minutes of trying, he realized that his efforts were in vain.

“Wow...” Mathews sighed.

Melancholy, the boy packed his purchases (hoping they weren’t wasted money) and decided to distract himself by working on his course work. Time passed and the sky grew darker. The cold late afternoon wind blew through the window and slid some pages off Mathews’s desk, taking his concentration off his work.

“Wow, the sun is already setting...” he confirmed, turning to look at the clock. “There are still 15 minutes until 6 o’clock... It’s already gone and nothing from me...”

The boy’s speech was interrupted by a familiar feeling inside him. “There it is!” he thought excitedly. Suddenly his body began to grow and his muscles were strengthening, ignoring the limits of his clothes, tearing them in the process. Mathews ripped off the rags of his shirt and shorts, leaving only his underwear that didn’t hold up for long until his penis grew, opening its way with a sudden tear in the front of his underwear.

“I did it! I transformed again!” he cheered.

The lust began to want to dominate his mind, but he resisted, as he had little time to execute his plan. He put on his new clothes in a hurry and ran towards the walking track. The plan was simple, pretend he had been hurt and wait for his crush to walk past him to ask for help. From then on, he would ask to be accompanied to his house and on the way he would start a conversation with him. In Mathews’s mind, this was a perfect plan! However, on the way to the track, the boy realized that the clothes he had bought were still not the right size, leaving him feeling a little tight and uncomfortable, but he decided to ignore this as he saw from afar that his target was already passing by on the track.

“Damn! I’m late!” Mathews exclaimed, quickening his pace.

Now his plan wouldn’t work anymore, so he decided to improvise. As soon as he arrived at the track, he started running as fast as he could. His crush was still far ahead of him, but luckily Mathews in his new form was able to be faster than him. After about three minutes of chasing, Mathews caught up to the boy and began running parallel to him. The two looked at each other, a spark of admiration and competitiveness appeared in each of their eyes. Mathews was recording every detail of that scene into his memories. That handsome boy he had always admired from afar was now right in front of him! He could see all the powerful muscles in his exposed arms and pecs that jumped as he moved and glowed as the streetlights passed by them. The boy was in good shape, but still, he didn’t compare to Mathews’s transformed body. In this situation, the boy’s height was the height of Mathews’s chest, but normally it would be Mathews who would be the height of his chest. The boy’s entire perfect physique and face reminded Mathews of his first platonic love in a fictional character: The main werewolf from a series of vampire films that the girls in his class loved and he loved too, but in secret. The boy was also staring at Mathews with a surprised look, until he finally broke the ice.

“Hey? Want to race?” he asked, confidently.

“Yes, for sure!” Mathews responded instantly, being filled with happiness at finally being able to talk to him. The two then quickened their pace as fast as they could. All the people who were near the track and saw that scene were in shock, both because of the beauty of the two competitors, and because they started to accelerate more and more. The two continued running for a long time, until Mathews felt his legs giving signs that they were going to give out, so he began to slow down until he stopped completely and supported himself on his knees.

“All good?” The boy who was already in front also stopped and came back to him.

“Everything... I’m just starting... to get tired...” Mathews replied, panting.

“Hey, breathe a little... It’s normal to be like this,” the boy said, getting close to Mathews. “My name is Tyler, by the way...”

“Tyler... Nice to meet you...” Mathews said, standing up and shaking hands with his new friend. “My name is Mathews!”

“Mathews... I’ve never seen you around here. You seem like someone who trains a lot but I’ve never seen you here on the track,” Tyler said, looking over Mathews’s huge, chiseled body from top to bottom.

“Well, it’s just that I usually, uh, just train in my dorm... I’ve never been much of a runner,” Mathews lied.

“Really? I’ll tell you, you have a lot of potential man!” Tyler praised him, patting Mathews on the shoulder with a light, discreet stroke of his muscles. “Well, if you want to run again, I can help you train, I’m pretty used to it!”

“Really? I would like that, please!” Mathews responded excitedly.

“Then it’s agreed! Every day I run early in the morning and at dusk, at this time. Just show up at the track and we’ll bet more races.” Tyler waved at him, starting to walk away. “Well, I need to go now, I have some work to do tomorrow.”

“See you later!” Mathews waved back and saw the boy run back down the track, getting further and further away.

Still not believing everything that had happened, Mathews walked back to his dorm. After a long walk, he arrived in his room and went straight to the shower. The memories of Tyler running alongside him were still vivid in his mind, making his entire body heat up with pleasure. He returned to the room after finishing bathing, grabbed some snacks to eat and threw himself on the bed to use his cell phone. He logged into SSbook, the official social network exclusively for Summerstone students, with the aim of finding out more about Tyler. After a few minutes of research, he found his profile and read a little about his passion.

“Oh, so he takes a physical education course? That must be why he likes running,” Mathews theorized, until he arrived at the photo gallery where he only had a single photo of Tyler, shirtless, posing on one of the university’s courts.

Mathews’s cock immediately gave a sign of life and began to grow. The boy took one hand towards him and with the other held the cell phone and zoomed in on the photo. Right there he began to masturbate, imagining that he was lying there with Tyler, their bodies pressed together. The imagination was so strong that Mathews soon came, but his body when transformed was like a horny machine and soon his penis was begging for more. He was masturbating for a long time until he fell asleep without realizing it. The next day, as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw that he was back to normal.

“As I imagined, this transformation can only happen at night. Or else when I sleep it disappears?” he guessed.

Eager for later, the boy got up and went to get ready for his classes. The hours seemed to pass slowly, throughout the day Mathews couldn’t think about anything else. Finally, the sun was starting to set and the boy was already in his room waiting.

“Come on, come on!” he murmured anxiously.

He was standing in the middle of the room, without any clothes on, waiting for the transformation to begin. The anxiety in his chest soon faded as he felt the heat of transformation again.

“Yes!” he shouted as he grew stronger and stronger.

As soon as the transformation was complete, he grabbed his running clothes, put them on with a little difficulty and ran out to meet him. To his surprise, Tyler was already there, sitting in the same place where they met yesterday. As soon as he saw him, he was already waving. Mathews’s heart leapt with joy, waving back at him and running towards his destination.

“Hey!” Tyler greeted his new friend as he approached.

“Hello!” Mathews greeted him, smiling a little shyly.

“So, ready for another race?” the boy said, jumping from foot to foot to warm up.

“Of course! Just take it a little easier today, please,” asked Mathews.

“No problem, I’ll give you some tips on how to run better.” He responded by hitting his chest. “First tip I give you, it’s my own experience. Take off your shirt!”

“What?” Mathews was surprised by the sudden request.

“I know it sounds strange, but trust me. It helps ventilate and cool your body as you run,” he explained, as he took off his own shirt. “Come on! There’s no need to be ashamed... With a physique like that you shouldn’t be afraid to show yourself.”

“Okay...” Mathews replied, blushing at the compliment and delighted by the sight of Tyler’s exposed muscles.

“Need help?” Tyler asked, walking over and pulling the hems of Mathews’s shirt up.

“Well... Thank you...” Mathews was embarrassed. Just being close to him made his heart palpitate and his penis showed signs of activity that he was trying very hard to control.

“That’s better,” Tyler replied after finishing taking off his friend’s shirt. “Wow! You really work out a lot, huh?” he commented, fascinated when he saw Mathews’s chest and abs.

“Yes... I really like working out,” the big man lied, flexing his arms to highlight his muscles.

“Man, you have to teach me how to work out like this later... But for now, shall we run?” Tyler called, starting to run slowly in front of him.

Mathews soon joined him and they both headed ahead, running a little slower than the day before. Along the way as they ran, the two talked a lot, with Tyler giving Mathews several tips on how to run more efficiently. The boys ran for practically an hour until Tyler had to stop.

“That’s it, man. I’m going to need to go now because I still have a lot of work to do, sorry,” he commented, laughing.

“Don’t worry! We practically walked around half of the entire campus today!” Mathews responded.

“Yes... In a few days we will be able to finish a lap without getting tired! Well, will I see you tomorrow?” Tyler asked.

“Of course! Same time, same place!” Mathews responded.

The two shook hands again, saying goodbye and heading in a different direction. As soon as Mathews got home, he went straight to the shower and from there straight to bed. Reliving all the memories of that special moment for him and imagining much more, he once again masturbated until he fell asleep. Thus, these events became his daily routine: Every day he woke up untransformed, took a shower, went to eat and went to his classes. In the afternoon, when he returned to his room, he would do his homework and study until the sun began to set and he finally transformed. Then he hurriedly went to meet Tyler at the walking trail where they spent a lot of time talking and running along it, until it was time to say goodbye and go home. At home, Mathews would always get ready and go to bed, have fun with his imagination. Even on weekends when they didn’t have school, the two would still meet up to run.

During these days, the two boys became closer and closer. Mathews discovered that Tyler was 20 years old, two years older than him. He also discovered that he lived in the northwest dormitory complex, the complete opposite of his, which was the southeast. As Summerstone Institute was a boarding school, all staff and students lived on campus. There were four dormitory condominiums that were located at the ends of the campus and the classroom buildings, courts, administrations, among others were in the middle of them, practically forming a square with about 2 miles between each end. The two boys were almost able to do a complete lap of the track that circled the entire campus, and that was their biggest goal.

About three weeks passed in this same routine. Mathews was eager to take the next step in trying to win Tyler’s heart. “Does he like boys?” he wondered, afraid. As Summerstone Institute was an all-male closed boarding school and the minimum age for entry was 18, most of the boys there had relationships with other boys. Even straight people can meet their sexual needs. Fortunately, it was an environment where homophobia was not normalized and was always treated with great rejection in the few cases that occurred. Also considering what he had experienced with Tyler until now, it was a great possibility that he liked boys. The two were always staring at each other’s muscles and praising each other. Not to mention that Tyler also liked to touch discreetly on your body sometimes.

“Well, if I never try, I’ll never know...” Mathews decided. That day, as soon as the sun set, Mathews went to the middle of the room and took off his clothes to transform. As he grew in size and strength, he became filled with courage. Finishing getting ready, the boy left the room, deciding that today he would try to get even closer to Tyler, but in a romantic way.

“Hey Math!” Tyler greeted him as soon as they met.

“Hey Ty!” he replied.

The two began their daily ritual of taking off their shirts, warming up and running. The entire ride, Mathews could barely pay attention to the conversation. His heart pounded nonstop, anxious, thinking about how he would try to declare himself to Tyler. Near the end of the journey, he decided to try to speak:

“Ty, I...” Mathews started to speak, but was instantly interrupted by his friend.

“Wow, look over there!” Tyler pointed out. “We can already see your dorm block. Do you know what that means?”

“No what?” Mathews asked.

“That we are close to completing a lap of the entire campus for the first time!” Tyler shouted, smiling with joy. “Let’s go! Just a little over a mile to go!”

“Okay...” Mathews sighed, quickening his pace with his friend. “Hey... I have something to tell you.”

“What?” Tyler asked, curious.

“Well, when we finish the run I’ll tell you!” Mathews said, thinking it would be a good way to celebrate reaching the goal of walking around the entire campus.

“All right! Then let’s go faster!” Tyler accelerated, darting ahead.

“Hey, wait for me...” Mathews started to speak but was suddenly interrupted by a sharp pain in his left foot as soon as he touched the ground. Then all he could see was the world spinning.

“Hey Math!” Tyler shouted, stopping running and heading back towards his fallen friend. “Are you well?”

“My foot hurts...” Mathews groaned in pain.

“You must have twisted... Let’s stop for today. Come on, I’ll take you to your dorm,” Tyler said.

Mathews didn’t even have time to respond, Tyler was already helping him get up and supporting him on his shoulders. They slowly walked to Mathews’s dorm, who guided directions as he limped. Once there, Tyler sat him down on his bed with his foot resting on some pillows and said:

“Don’t move! I’m going to the cafeteria to get some ice to make a simple compress, I’ll be right back!” he said, running away and leaving Mathews alone.

The boy then realized that he had left his clothes lying on the floor when he took them off to transform. “Damn! He can’t see my clothes and how small they are...” he thought, very carefully going over there to pick them up and throw them into his closet. Hobbling back to bed, he stayed in the same position Tyler left him, waiting until his friend returned, with a bag of ice.

“Let me just get something so I can make a bag...” Tyler said, opening the closet and grabbing the first shirt he saw. “Excuse me!”

Mathews was scared when he saw him do this. “I hope he didn’t notice the clothes...” he thought, distressed, as he felt the ice from the makeshift compress Tyler made being placed on his foot.

“Phew! Apparently it was just a simple sprain. You should be able to walk normally by tomorrow,” Tyler said. “But I recommend you not run or exert yourself too much, at least for three days...”

“But...” Mathews started to object but was immediately interrupted by his friend.

“No, don’t try to exert yourself! You might end up making your injury worse!” Tyler said, as he got up and went to the desk where some of Mathews’s pencils and notebooks were. “I wrote down my number here in case you need help. If you feel any discomfort, go to the infirmary!”

“Okay...” Mathews consented.

“I’m going with it... Anything just send a message!” Tyler said, saying goodbye.

“Okay. Bye! And thank you very much!” Mathews thanked him.

“Relax, that’s what friends are for!” Tyler responded with a smile and left, closing the door to Mathews’s room.

The boy lay down on the bed and started crying. The pain he was feeling in his foot was no greater than the sadness that he hadn’t been able to tell Tyler his feelings. He also started thinking about how he was going to explain to Tyler about his transformation and all the lies he was telling him. “Damn...” he sobbed and lay there crying until he fell asleep.

That night, Mathews had some strange dreams: he was naked, in his natural small form, wandering alone in a dense forest. “Where am I? It looks like the forest surrounding Summerstone...” Suddenly he felt something magical, like a force pulling him in a direction and a muffled voice in the background saying something he couldn’t understand. The boy decided to follow the direction of this magic until he came across something shiny and small, as if it were a crystal ball.

When he touched it, he felt an explosion of energy happen and forcefully throw him back. Then he started to transform into his dream, but unlike real life he didn’t stop growing. His body was inflamed with lust and continued to get bigger, taller, more muscular. He stood, witnessing how the world around him grew smaller and smaller until he grew beyond the treetops. His penis was also gigantic, hard as steel and boiling with lust. With every second that grew, Mathews moaned and could no longer hold back, but just as he was about to cum, he woke up.

“Ouch... What was that?” he groaned, confused. That was when, even in the early morning darkness, he noticed something unusual: he was still transformed. “Huh? I’m not back to normal yet?”

Confused, he felt that something else was different: he was bigger. Was it the dream that influenced him in some way? He was confused, but at the same time his penis began to burn with the same sensation he had had in the dream.

“I need... to cum...” he moaned, standing up.

Awkward because of his enormous size and his shorts and underwear that were much tighter. Mathews stood in his room and was surprised at how tall he was. His head was a foot from the ceiling.

“Fuck... I’m gigantic...”

With difficulty, he managed to get through the bathroom door. His clothes creaked with every step, ready to burst into pieces at any moment. He opened the toilet lid and positioned himself in front of it. Before he even did anything, his dick ripped through his shorts and underwear, growing and pulsing right in front of him.

“Fuck... What?” he shouted, dumbfounded.

His penis was bigger than ever, practically triple the size it was when transformed and his balls were as big as oranges. Mathews didn’t waste time thinking and started masturbating him. It didn’t take much, he started cumming, spurting his load hard onto the wall. He continued cumming for almost a minute, moaning with pleasure, until he finally stopped.

“Wow, that was... amazing...” he murmured.

Before he could compose himself, his body began to shrink. His muscles were withering and his penis was shrinking until it returned to its original shape.

“Wow, I... I’m back to normal...” he confirmed. Then all the dizziness and pain in his foot came back at once. “Ouch!” he screamed. “I need to go back to sleep... Tomorrow I’ll clean up this mess.”

He limped back to bed and threw himself on it, quickly falling asleep. A few hours later, his alarm clock rang. He woke up confused. His foot still hurts a little. The bag and his shirt that had been used in a hurry were now empty and wet, after the ice melted and the water spread on his bed.

“Wow... I need to fix all this...”

Cautiously, he made his bed, dried his mattress, and cleaned the bathroom. Discouraged, he took a shower and went to class. All day long he was sad that he wouldn’t be able to run with Tyler. If he dared to show up there, his crush would fight him for forcing himself on him. The hours took a while to pass and when the class finally ended, Mathews went home to wait to at least see Tyler running through the window. When the sun set, he took off his clothes and transformed. To Tyler’s surprise, he had transformed into his usual size.

“How strange... I thought I would be like yesterday at dawn...” He was surprised. “And at the same time I transformed my foot stopped hurting... Maybe... Better not...” he was tempted to go look for Tyler, but the fear of him getting upset about it stopped him.

He went back to the window, waiting for Tyler to pass by. Several minutes passed and nothing from him appeared. Mathews began to think it was strange, as he had never been so late or stopped running there every day. A little distressed, he remembered that the day before Tyler had written his number down in his notebooks. Just as he was about to pick up his cell phone, a knock on the door echoed through his room.

“Math?” a familiar voice came from outside.

With a jump, Mathews crossed the room and quickly opened the door, finding Tyler standing there waiting for him.

“Tyler!” he screamed.

But before he said anything, Tyler hugged him tightly. After seconds that seemed like hours, they separated and Tyler came in and said:

“I was worried about you... You didn’t send me any messages and I couldn’t find you on SSbook, so I decided to come and check in person,” he said, swinging a bag in his hands. “I brought some cereal bars for us to eat.”

“Thank you... I’m sorry I didn’t get in touch...” Mathews apologized.

“It’s okay,” Tyler said, throwing himself onto the bed. “I came because I also wanted to know about something... What were you going to tell me yesterday?”

“Well... Do you really want to know?” Mathews asked, sitting down next to him.

Tyler shook his head and approached Mathews. The bigger boy took a deep breath, shaking with nervousness... he took courage and began to speak, stuttering:

“I... I... I kind of... I think... I like you...” he said, shaking.

Tyler was unresponsive for a brief moment, until he suddenly approached Mathews, hugging him. The boy returned the hug, feeling Tyler’s body heat and scent dominate his being. The two stayed like that, together for a moment, until without breaking the hug, Tyler faced Mathews, looking right between his eyes, and replied:

“Me too!”

And so, the two closed their eyes, bringing their faces closer and giving their first passionate kisses.

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